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Alyssa Paul Nov 2021
The waves of time knock me back,
the salty water of memories make me choke and as a day passes for each moment in this catastrophe;
The struggle to breath lasts a lifetime, the crushing wave shoves me deeper in the darkness,
what once was sweet has turned to salt and as it fills up my lungs, I can no longer scream out for help but drown in the sorrowful ocean of life.
Tangled in the shameful seaweed, they lock me in place, unable to reach that shining surface. It is a struggle to continue, a hard fight that never stops. The darkness that keeps creeping in from the deep, shadowing my whole view as I lose my way around in the vast sea of guilt.

The laughter of rays shine through making the heavy water light and clear. I swim for I am free and look toward the surface and once again breath.

Floating is freeing, the coolness of words cover me; I am free, I am nowhere, I am everywhere, I am no one, I am everyone, I am me.

Gasping for that fresh breath, feeling the hot future shine brightly in sky, the clouds of hope are visible, they shine with the sun and take form into beautiful creatures.

The waves still come, for they are eternal, the current of pain drags me farther away, isolating

But the need for survival pushes me forward.
  Nov 2021 Alyssa Paul
David Lessard
I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
  Nov 2021 Alyssa Paul
KGR
Don’t write love poems
While you fall for your own words
She eyes another
Alyssa Paul Oct 2017
The hairs on my arm rise,
Shivering everywhere
Teeth clattering
Breath fogs up in the air.

A blanket of cold wraps around,
seeping through the winter jacket all the way to the bones

Feet and hands starting to feel numb
Cheeks and nose are red
Ears are protected from the fluffy hat.

Boots crunching on the ground
Jacket is stiff with the cold
mittens failing at keep the hands warm

everything is cold,
so cold you can't feel a thing

gets harder to move
legs are getting numb,
****** of pain with every step

slowly getting tired
wanting to stop
but knowing that you can't

Cold is everywhere,
Wind starts to pick up
Makes everything worse
closing your eyes hoping that it wont make you colder.

A light in the distance
          but it's far away
                                                                                very far away


Everything is numb now,
The cold is there but now its starting to get taken over by heat
very hot heat
almost painful

Arms are frozen
Legs are burning
Lungs are sore

Wind is getting stronger
but it doesn't matter anymore
  May 2017 Alyssa Paul
Brent Kincaid
You elected a crazy person
For most of the offices.
You applauded a dictator.
And that is just what he is.
You cheered for a proven liar.
And failed to fact check him.
You voted for a misogynist
And against all of the women.

You elected a bankrupter
To handle all of our money.
You voted for an adulterer.
And seem to find that funny.
You voted for a cheat and liar
And ignored the facts against him.
You trusted a major swindler
Won’t vote him back to the pig pen.

You pretended he was a businessman
When his businesses mostly failed.
You ignored all his crimes in office
When he should have been jailed.
You made your stupid excuses
And stayed home instead of voting.
You listened to Fox and Breitbart;
Shared the crap they were quoting.
Trump, GOP, cheat, liar, swindler, adulterer, poetry, Kincaid
Alyssa Paul Nov 2016
I'm a lonely being
        Who craves the touch of others
It seems that I will live a lonely life
         I have friends and family
but I don't have anyone to call my own
      To have some one to hold
                To kiss          
                      To say I love you
"You will find someone some day" They say

I know

           But every once in while I would like to be assured
That someone will be there

             even if it's just for a little while.
  Nov 2016 Alyssa Paul
Cheyenne
You swear your glass to be half empty.
When I contradict, you refute.
So I'll poor my half into yours
And end this dispute.
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